Only at the GRINDHOUSE (2007) - If Rodriguez and Tarantino Appeared on Celebrity Deathmatch, Rodriguez Would Win

While others were spending quality time with family on Easter Sunday, I spent 3 1/2 hours at The Grindhouse, the new double feature movie experience by Robert Rodriguez and Quentin Tarantino.

Rodriguez's Planet Terror was fast paced and gory, yet comical at the same time with just enough campiness to make it really fun. Where else can you go and see Rose McGowan running around with a machine gun stump leg, blowing away the bad guys...and the sex scene...let's just say it's something you've never seen before. It's not what you think...you have to see it to know what I'm talking about.

Quentin's DeathProof was unfortunately not as good in my opinion. It was full of interesting characters and snappy dialogue...a little bit scary even for the fist 15 minutes. And then there was the middle hour, which introduced you to the annoying female "heroes" of the film...the heroes that you sort of hoped would be killed by the stunt driving maniac. You didn't care about them. I actually disliked them and found myself rooting for the wrong side during the last 15 minutes of the movie...where I won't tell you what happens...only that it would have been the only other exciting part of the movie...except, like I said, I didn't care. By then.

The aging of the film was a neat trick...the "accidental" cut scenes and missing reels placed strategically throughout both stories was perfect and helped move the stories along. The fake previews shown during intermission were creative...hurry to the bathroom during the Eli Roth trailer for Thanksgiving like I did. Go see The Grindhouse before The Weinstein Company decides to separate the two films which defeats the entire purpose of seeing the film. It's an experience the way it is.